A
mosquito decided to bite my
forehead. A
big,
fat mosquito. I don't see how biting my forehead was useful to her. Is there more blood up there than, say, my calf? I
hate mosquitoes with a
burning passion, but I would have preferred the bite to have occurred on my calf.
Because I have a honking, huge bite that is standing out in sharp relief on my forehead.
I can't even tell you how attractive that is.
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CHESSIE!!!! hi. i read Austenland by Shannon Hale. It was soooo very good. You need to read it. I think i'm coming down to provo soon....so we will hang out when i actually make it down there.
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